Typical those people always have to show around "dey crib"
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Mr. Tomlinson has just threatened Leslie Varney, a female publisher whom he has been attacking on Twitter from behind a block for more than a year, to be sued into poverty with a lawsuit that will presumably be funded by the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America.
- Mr. Tomlinson's 2021 lawsuit was funded in secret by the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, a 501(c)(3) charity, to the tune of $100,000 without the knowledge or consent of their donors or members. They also agreed to pay any sanctions in case he lost (which he did).
- All parties involved signed NDAs so that the general public would never know.
- To this day, SFWA has never acknowledged its funding of the lawsuit, and actively instructs the few people in the know to ignore all inquiries into it.
- Is the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America funding Mr. Tomlinson's lawsuit against the Milwaukee Police? If they are, the general public probably wouldn't know due to their history of funding expensive lawsuits in secret.
- You can use IRS form 3949-A to report SFWA's activity if you reasonably believe that it is illegal for a 501(c)(3) charity to secretly fund frivolous nuisance lawsuits for one of its members.
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- Mr. Tomlinson's feud started after members of the now-defunct Reddit site r/opieandanthony got his Twitter account suspended, causing him to threaten some bored trolls who never heard of him with a libel lawsuit. The trolls responded predictably.
- Mr. Tomlinson has been instructed many times by friends, family, police, and attorneys to stop engaging with his trolls, and that continuing to provoke them will cause him to be trolled even more. Mr. Tomlinson wilfully ignores this advice
- He would eventually file a defamation suit against 60 anonymous people which was dismissed with Mr. Tomlinson being ordered to pay $34,762.25 for opposing parties' attorney fees.
- He ended up paying $83,736.99 due to his unsuccessful attempts to dodge the court-ordered judgement, for which he faced jail time and contempt charges.
- He also filed 2 frivolous restraining orders against people who had engaged in First Amendment-protected behavior (one for texting him and another for attending his contempt of court hearing), both of which were dismissed.
- Early on in the lawsuit, Mr. Tomlinson vandalized his own motorcycle and submitted a false police report blaming the people he was suing.
- He accidentally sent surveillance video of the alleged vandal (himself) to a troll.
- Mr. Tomlinson has never shown this video footage during any of his media tours, and desperately tries to scrub it from the internet.
- Mr. Tomlinson claims that the surveillance video was initiated by his "motion-activated" camera, which only collects "30 seconds at a time", despite the video being 32 seconds long and beginning several seconds before the "vandal" enters into the frame.
- On 13 April 2023, the individual responsible for calling the fake emergences (SWATs) to Mr. Tomlinson's house, a SWAT-for-hire dealer named "Torswats", revealed that Mr. Tomlinson ordered the SWATs to his own house because he wanted to get in the news and sue the MPD for money.
- Torswats would repeat these allegations in private chats which were not intended for public view.
- Mr. Tomlinson has gone on multiple news tours since the SWATtings started in order to promote his victimhood brand, utilizing the services of Lenora Claire.
- He also recently sued the MPD for money.
Elderly Gay Man Shows off SC Estate
- Thread starter ElectricLightKazooII
- Start date
"When We Wuz Queens"
Stilts are pretty long. Do you think he can fit that much up his ass?
There’s one in that picture, Tim.
Someone posted satellite images of the lot and it's exactly that. It's surrounded by a dozen other McMansions parcelled into identical strips and all of them are a few miles away from a highway.
Nana's trying to exaggerate the size by bragging about 'his' river and the woods being big enough to get lost in, but the images clearly show that his estate ends at the muddy stream and the patch of trees that surrounds his home seemed fairly small. As it is, it's a shoddily-built abode in a clearing surrounded by a bunch of new growth gnarled saplings that only seem good for breeding venomous wildlife. A young family or some outdoorsy types could liven up the place but Nana has zero intention of doing any improvement so it's just going to stay underwhelming.
Nice trailer park neighbors, stupid.
From one shitty subdivision to another. With no show to really do, no visitors, no family, one really must wonder what exactly Nana is going to do out there in the "woods".
Keeps mentioning the guns, but no videos at the range or shooting cans or anything. I'm starting to feel like the old bat is scared she's gonna blow her wrist or shoulder off if she dared to act tough. The guns are probably all on Missy's side of the bed.
Keeps mentioning the guns, but no videos at the range or shooting cans or anything. I'm starting to feel like the old bat is scared she's gonna blow her wrist or shoulder off if she dared to act tough. The guns are probably all on Missy's side of the bed.
Maybe I am spoiled by rolling green hills with a 11th century church and stone walls everywhere around me but that kinda looks...shit worthless land
It might be worth something to someone with ambition, but it's just going to be a series of problems and annoying maintenance for AntH. I hope invasive Japanese Knotweed starts growing from that shitty stream.
What?! He's not the type of GUY you like??? Not handsome enough for you! What type of guy do you like, FUCKER!!!
*spits angrily on own carpet*
"Did you guys hear that? Over behind that tree? It sounded like a bunch of repressed gay, pedophilic fantasies..."
Slender Manlet.
Nigfoot
Sheesh! That arm is withered. The twigs on those scrub trees have more meat on ‘em.
That’s dalton Pruitt.
You know he sees life in the city going on without him and he hates himself a little more each day for the stupid decisions he's made with his network, his real estate, his gambling, his love life, and his bank account. No one else is putting their homes up for sale and running to join him in South Carolina. No mutant ballwashers to kiss his ass at his poker table every weekend. No stupid karaoke jams. Just him, a cat, and a manbodied live-in prostitute grunting in the garage.
No one is buying his "I'm the happiest I've ever been" larp.
No one is buying his "I'm the happiest I've ever been" larp.
That poor black man had to hear faint ho-lee shits throughout his night.
